MY NAME IS RAT BOY - Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

I seem a little crazy 'cause the thought on my mind

I got the money in the bag but I’m doin' it fine

I got people comin' for me and I don’t know why

I got friends that got my back 'til the day that I die, so

Don’t step to me, it’ll get complex

Don’t tell me what time I got, so fuck your Rolex

People givin' shit but never can take

I see you and I know that you’re fake

You’re just at stake, give it a break

Ah, now look at the mess that you make

Runnin' from the man four minutes time

Step down, son, you know you’re gonna get scared

This another case of a strong backhand

You’re a sad, bad lad, man you’ll never understand

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy

Blasting Wu-Tang from the car

Regal Drive on the boulevard Boulevard

Notice us 'cause the shit’s so loud

From the crowd the whole proud

boy that don’t give a fuck

Reppin' Supreme, Dickies and Chucks

Doin' more but we need more bucks

Have you seen the crop of independent chumps?

By all means, I don’t mean to diss

Just shoutin' out my favourite shit

Long ago, who would’ve known

I’d be the master of a microphone

Back to back sequels left

Get a break from work and I need a paycheck

Spray my name, then I drive away

Spend me a deal on a smoke out tray

I switch, flip the beat up live

My name is Rat Boy (Rat Boy, Rat Boy)